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“What about the money? I can’t afford to pay for your schooling.”
“I could get a small loan and pay it back.”
“That bill would be your responsibility. Not mine.”
I nod my head sheepishly.
Mike sighs heavily. “I don’t know if this is the right time.”
“Oh, come on! I was going to go back when Kale was in school.”
“Yeah, then Marlow came along.”
“I know… but now they’re both in school. Don’t you want me to take some of the financial pressure off of you?”
Mike laughs. “I forgot how good you are at getting what you want.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“If that’s what you want to do, then do it. I just don’t want to hear you whining about how tired you are keeping up witheverything. I still have a job I have to do and I can’t be picking up your slack and working full time too.”
I cringe after he says “your slack,” but I’m relieved that he didn’t hate the idea. Somehow I’ll make it work.
Ten years earlier
“WEAR THE RED one,” I tell her. “Your boobs look great in it!”
“Are you checking out my rack?” Gwen asks with a chuckle.
“Yes, I am. I wish I had your boobs. I swear mine have already started to sag since I started breastfeeding Kale.”
“Stop! Your boobs are as perky as ever.”
“Oh I see… Soyouchecked outmytits?”
Gwen huffs. “Yeah. I’m a closet lesbian. I see them almost every time you feed Kale, for Pete’s sake!”
“Hiding them while feeding him isn’t as easy as it looks.”
Gwen raises her hand. “I never said it was. I’ll be keeping my titties tightly locked away in their holster, thank you. I have no desire to ever have a small human sucking on them.”
“But a large male human is okay?”
“Yes, men with large dicks are welcome to suck away,” she says through a smile.
“So, how’s the sex?” I ask as I stumble into the bathroom and attempt to shove my fat ass into my black skirt.
“It’s good, I guess.”
I peek my head around the corner. “Good, you guess? Didn’t you agree to marry Alex like two months ago? I hope it’s better than good!”
“Meh,” she responds. “It’s fine.”
“What’s up? That doesn’t sound right.” I meander out of the bathroom like a stuffed sausage.
“You look beautiful!”
“Whatever. I’m a mom now. I don’t think it’s possible for me to look hot ever again. Now stop avoiding and answer the question.”
